The destiny of all heavens begins in the Red Chamber

Putting everything else aside, the peak third-rate martial arts skills he displayed were unmatched by the other incense hall leaders. Furthermore, Jia Huan's proactive attitude made him far more agreeable than the other seasoned incense hall leaders.

Whenever there's something tricky and requires help, Zhang Jinbie would naturally think of Jia Huan first, probably assuming that Jia Huan is a capable subordinate.

Jia Huan was naturally delighted!

He wanted to spread his reputation, but without the guidance of an experienced veteran, it would be quite difficult.

As a fourth-bag disciple of the Beggars' Sect and the head of the Huarong Incense Hall, his actions are naturally bound by the sect's rules. It's not realistic for him to act as a chivalrous knight-errant without restraint in the martial world at present.

His actual martial arts skills were not enough to dominate the martial arts world.

At this point, an experienced veteran would be needed to familiarize him with the situation and introduce him to a certain level of the underworld.

Otherwise, if he were to act as a chivalrous hero on his own in the martial arts world, it would take him an unknown amount of energy and time to make contact with the higher-ups of the major martial arts forces.

Clearly, Jia Huan regarded Zhang Jingbie as his mentor in the martial arts world.

It just so happens that this fellow is also building up his reputation, so he will actively participate in some Jianghu affairs. Jia Huan can naturally gain both fame and fortune by following him, while also achieving his goal of communicating with external Jianghu forces.

As expected, upon arriving at the branch headquarters, Zhang Jinbie informed him of the purpose of his visit.

"Kill the two 'ghosts' of western Hunan and uproot their forces!"

Jia Huan wasn't surprised and asked curiously, "Master, as far as I know, the Xiangxi Twin Ghosts are both seasoned second-rate martial arts masters, not so easy to deal with!"

As for why Zhang Jinbie suddenly targeted these two notorious underworld figures in Hunan Province, he neither asked nor wanted to ask further.

It's all about fame and fortune; if you make it too clear, it loses its true meaning.

Right now, he feels he is doing the right thing and there is nothing wrong with that!

However, there are some things that need to be clarified beforehand.

The so-called "Twin Ghosts of Western Hunan" were notorious evil masters in the Western Hunan region.

Similar to the two heroes of the northern desert in the story of The Smiling, Proud Wanderer.

They may be slightly weaker in terms of martial prowess than the two heroes of the northern desert, but they are just as formidable.

In particular, they are backed by the Tusi (chieftain) power in western Hunan, making them quite difficult to provoke!

Jia Huan definitely needs to find out how Zhang Jinbie plans to act and how likely his plan is to succeed.

He wasn't afraid of being surrounded, but he didn't want to do anything futile.

"I have received reliable intelligence that the Twin Ghosts of Xiangxi will be going on a long trip soon!"

Seeing Jia Huan's puzzled expression, Zhang Jinbie chuckled and said, "Actually, it's just selling smuggled salt!"

"The two 'ghosts' of western Hunan controlled about 50% of the private salt market in western Hunan, which is quite remarkable!"

"I heard that the amount of smuggled salt they brought out this time is astonishing, so I had to personally escort them!"

"Master, salt smugglers are not easy to deal with!"

Jia Huan's expression turned solemn, and he said in a deep voice, "They are all outright desperados!"

The imperial court's crackdown on the illegal sale of salt was quite severe.

Similarly, selling smuggled salt was essentially tantamount to risking one's life.

Without the courage and decisiveness to risk your life, it's difficult to survive in this industry. Even with powerful backers, the internal competition is extremely bloody and brutal.

Of course, as a major gang in the martial arts world, Jia Huan wasn't entirely sure whether the Beggars' Clan was involved in the smuggling of salt.

However, I reckon it must have been mixed in, just not to a great extent.

"Why, are you scared?"

Zhang Jinbie smiled and said, "Still not confident in my abilities?"

How could I be afraid?

Jia Huan chuckled and asked, "But how many men does the leader plan to bring?"

"If there are too few people, it probably won't be effective; if there are too many people, it won't be easy to keep it a secret!"

"Are you confident you can get the best of the best by sending all the third-rate experts from the branch?"

"If it's an ambush, the chances of success are pretty high. But if it's a head-on confrontation, you'd better be prepared to fight two against one!"

"I really want to test just how strong those two guys who have been running rampant in western Hunan for years really are."

As he spoke, Zhang Jinbie grinned at Jia Huan and said, "Let me show you the power of our Beggars' Clan's ultimate skill, the Dragon Subduing Palm!"

"The leader has mastered the Dragon Subduing Palm?"

Jia Huan's eyes lit up, and he asked curiously, "I heard that the gang leader's skill in this area is only so-so. I wonder how many techniques the branch leader has practiced?"

"Just two palm strikes!"

Despite saying that, Zhang Jinbie's face was still full of smugness.

The Eighteen Subduing Dragon Palms, if placed in the world of The Smiling, Proud Wanderer, would definitely be considered a top-tier martial art.

It's a pity that, for some unknown reason, internal martial arts have declined drastically in the world of Swordsman.

Even top-tier martial arts masters may not be able to cultivate internal energy.

However, to unleash the full power of the Eighteen Subduing Dragon Palms, one needs for formidable internal energy!

In fact, it is very similar to the Seven Injury Fist and the Six Yang Palms of Tianshan. It would be unlikely to unleash enough power in the world of Swordsman.

"Don't worry, for certain reasons, the teaching of the Dragon Subduing Palm within the gang isn't very strict!"

Seeing Jia Huan's shocked expression as if he had expected it, Zhang Jinbie was in high spirits and couldn't help but reveal a secret: "As long as you can become a six-bag disciple of our Beggars' Sect, regardless of whether you can take charge of a major branch, you can learn one move of the Dragon Subduing Palm!"

"Really?"

Jia Huan was overjoyed and said repeatedly, "Master, please don't try to fool me. I will always remember this!"

Even if it's just one of the Eighteen Subduing Dragon Palms, its power is not to be underestimated.

For some reason, Jia Huan was extremely confident in himself!

If one can learn even a move or two from the Eighteen Subduing Dragon Palms, one can fully reveal one's strength and no longer attract the attention of others!

Since Zhang Jinbie had plenty of confidence, Jia Huan stopped rambling on and on.

Once all the top-tier experts from the branch were gathered, Zhang Jinbie led his men out quickly.

Thanks to the complex terrain of western Hunan, with its high mountains and dense forests, it is not only suitable for concealing one's whereabouts but also convenient for ambushes and sneak attacks.

Jia Huan offered suggestions and helped Zhang Jinbie find a good ambush location.

That said, his military command skills completely outclassed a bunch of江湖 heroes!

Once the Xiangxi Duo and their hundreds of men entered the ambush, they were immediately attacked with rolling stones, logs, and hidden weapons and arrows, instantly taking down half of the enemy's forces.

Zhang Jinbie took the lead again, directly confronting the two ghosts of Xiangxi and engaging in a fierce battle.

Jia Huan's emerald green bamboo pole danced up and down like a dragon emerging from the sea or a violent storm, instantly knocking the salt smugglers to the ground without giving them any chance at all.

However, the Beggars' Clan brothers who came with them were not so ruthless.

As a result, the remaining salt smugglers who had been lying in ambush were brought to their senses, and then a fierce and desperate fight ensued. They truly lived up to their reputation as desperados.

The most outrageous thing was that all the weapons in their hands and the trinkets on their bodies were coated with poison. They were so deadly that anyone who touched them would die instantly. In just a few breaths, three Beggar Clan brothers fell down with their faces covered in black poison.

At this point, Jia Huan naturally wouldn't be polite to a group of smuggled salt dealers!

The emerald green bamboo pole in his hand swept left and right, up and down, like the scythe of death, easily killing all the desperate criminals one by one, without giving them any chance to expand their gains.

On the other side, Zhang Jinbie was indeed brave. With one hand he used "Dragon Appears in the Field" and the other "Flying Dragon in the Sky," making the Xiangxi Twin Ghosts scream in agony. In just a moment, their hands were covered in blood, which was quite astonishing.

But Zhang Jinbie wasn't having an easy time either; the skin on his large hands suddenly turned black.

At the same time, it also emitted a foul, fishy odor, indicating that it had been poisoned during the battle.

As the battle intensified, Zhang Jinbie's movements and internal energy seemed to be restricted, and this restriction worsened over time.

"Don't panic, Master! I'm here to save you!"

He easily defeated all the enemies in front of him, and with a flick of his emerald green bamboo pole, dozens of spear shadows whistled through the air.

Chapter 417 Annihilation (Please Subscribe)

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The emerald green bamboo poles danced in the air, accompanied by a whistling wind, turning into afterimages that never strayed from the vital points of the headless ghost, one of the two ghosts of western Hunan.

The headless ghost's movements were extremely strange, darting left and right, leaping up and down, making its movements completely unpredictable.

The Miao knife in his hand was exceptionally sharp, with green spots dotting its blade, clearly indicating it was no good weapon. At that moment, the sharp Miao knife transformed into a flash of light, accompanied by an extremely fierce whistling wind.

Every time the blade clashed with the bamboo pole, a section of the already sturdy bamboo pole would be removed!

The once over ten-foot-long, emerald-green bamboo poles have now been shaved down to only two meters in length.

Even so, Jia Huan merely wielded the ever-shortening emerald green bamboo pole in his hand with even greater ferocity, but dared not make direct physical contact with the headless ghost.

Damn it, I don't know what's wrong with this guy, but he's surrounded by a stench that smells like decay.

At first, the smell was only slightly uncomfortable, but after smelling it for a long time, it made me feel dizzy and lightheaded.

The flow of qi and blood in the body seems somewhat sluggish!